Connections

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Dark secrets

A secret, everyone has them. Although no one cares to share them or maybe they are afraid of what the consequences may be. Obviously this is just a mear theory, or maybe it is not. People in this world just doesn’t know the truth perhaps the truth is too surreal, in the end everyone has their dark secrets. None ever shared with anyone but themselves.

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‘A small thread, that is what connects all beings in this world, nothing but that holds everything together. The world would fall if not this thin thread would exist, all human beings are only the puppets of a higher master. Who could this ‘higher master’ be? Well that I will most certainly explain to you,’

Nathan narrowed his dull eyes at what he just had written, sure it was quite poetic but not what the teacher wanted. A sigh escaped his pale lips as he threw the paper away, that caused the teacher to shoot a glare towards him. He felt a hard poke on his shoulder which caused him to groan and turn around to face the person that poked him. “What do you want” Nathan said rather coldly, that on the other hand just made the already smiling person smile even more. “Oh I just kinda read what you wrote from here and I must give you credit for being so incredibly monotone!” she whispered with amazement. Nathan’s eyes narrowed again, this time at the girls stupidity. “Honestly, I’m not rather sure as to take that as a compliment or the exact opposite” he replied quietly. “It's a compliment smartass" the glad girl stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. To which Nathan clicked his tongue in annoyance. Honestly, how stupid could this girl be.

After that unproductive class ended the short male stood up and gathered his thick books. Again, a poke on his shoulder. Same strength, same god damn girl. His gaze lingered on her face for a second then Nathan just rolled his eyes. “What the hell is it," he said obviously annoyed by her. “Soo I was wondering, maybe we could go to lunch together? Pleeeeeease," the irritating woman said, just then Nathan turned around and walked away leaving the girl frowning for the rejection. A small smirk played on the male's thin lips. ‘Oh the satisfaction to leave someone like that’ that thought appeared in his head as he walked to his locker. The grey locker was bumpy, and just the condition of his locker reminded him of all the times his own head had been shoved into it. A frustrated groan escaped his lips as he remembered the cold metal collide with his head. The piercing pain that spread throughout his aching head. Pushing that thought away, he opened the locker and put the books inside. “Lunch for an hour huh, tch what a waste" he muttered as his hand closed the locker.

After a few minutes he found himself actually going to the cafeteria. Not that he would eat anything more than an apple anyway. The table at the very corner was where Nathan usually sat when he actually ate lunch there. Cafeterias, oh my they were noisy, not the usual noisy one would hear in town. No rather the type of noise that is painful, Nathan didn’t mind the noise in town but this, this was getting on his nerves. “Ah fuck, can’t these people shut up for once” he exclaimed clearly frustrated, that was when that girl arrived again. ‘Great just great, why is this happening to me, honestly’ he thought as the noisy girl smiled at him. “Ha! I found you!” the woman exclaimed happily as she sat down. “Why aren’t cha eating?” she asked curious as to why Nathan only had an apple on his tray in front of him. “No reason, besides why are you sitting here? I was leaving anyways” Nathan stated, as he stood up the girl grabbed his wrist rather harsh. “Can I at least tell you my name?” the girl mumbled and Nathan sighed. “Fine” he replied monotony. Her face lit up and the girls lips curved into a smile. “Okay! My name is Jennifer but you can call me Jenny!” the girl named Jennifer said and let go of the shorter male’s wrist. Nathan quickly pulled his hand away and looked down at her. “Nathan” he replied coldly to which Jennifer nodded furiously. “I knoooow!” she practically screamed, now that was fucking creepy. Okay so now he was leaving, whether she likes it or not.